Poor Yan Xixi was already petrified by this sudden attack.

In the past, she was always submissive to Wang Donglin: whether she wanted to or not, if she ate someone else's food, she had to let him sleep—in her mind, it was always just a deal, so don't pretend to be hypocritical.

So, no matter what state, no matter what mood—even if he occasionally went crazy, like a beast, she never refused.

The question is, is it okay to break up?

Already divided.

A woman, when there is nothing to be precious, always regards her body as precious - this is the bottom line she has always insisted on, although it is considered vulgar by many people.

Never let him touch him again.

It was once a clean break with Wang Donglin.

But now, he has suddenly become a "big guy who picks his feet" - otherwise, it would be impossible for him to enter the room so swaggeringly.So, when he was suddenly suppressed, he was dumbfounded.

Wang Donglin was already on the verge of excitement, but when he saw the beautiful woman looking at him with big watery eyes, it was really watery eyes, mountains like brows, and long eyelashes, infinitely confused and miserable, and the tears on his face were not dry, it was like rain Can Hong... With such an appearance, it is simply unreasonable for her not to destroy the flower with her hands.

Instinctively, he pressed against her lips.

The red lips are flaring, the smell of roses, and the most refreshing scent of camellia penetrates into the internal organs - a real beauty is not only beautiful in the face or figure, it is full of color and fragrance.

I can't stop this kiss.

In her extreme astonishment, she forgot to resist, and opened her lips, allowing him to enjoy it wantonly, but he was greedy, and couldn't be satisfied with those sweet lips at all, and wanted more and more...

He was irresistible, his big hands became extremely gentle, but firmly fixed her in his arms, not intending to give her any chance to escape.The kiss deepened.

She was in a daze, like a hypnotized person.

It was so gentle—so gentle that one might mistake a devil for a prince.

How could he let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?The big hand immediately went to pull up her skirt.

She closed her eyes stupidly, motionless.

The face is as red as a cherry; the lips are so red that they are dripping water... even the whole body is hot... my God!

He remembered clearly: she was always cold in the past, no matter how much he tossed about, she didn't respond at all—basically, it was no different from a corpse—it was nothing more than a soft jade and warm fragrance.

But today, she happened to heat up.

Under what circumstances would a woman heat up under a man?

His eyes lit up with excitement, and his whole body became even more stiff.

In particular, her eyelashes were curved, trembling slightly, and she wanted to open her eyes a few times, but she was embarrassed a few times.

When his palms were hot and covered her, she seemed to be trying to resist, but she was melted by the extreme heat - she was completely defeated, she had no strength, she knew something was wrong, but she still couldn't resist foolishly.

Could it be that he was infatuated with incense or something?

"Thinly...finely..."

At this moment, if you fit together, you can forget about death.

However, the next moment, he was pushed away fiercely.

She exerted too much force, and he couldn't hold back. He was unexpectedly pushed under the bed, almost fell into the mud.

She jumped up and glared: "Big guy who picks your feet, you are so shameless that you are taking advantage of others."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like